My childhood was split between a tiny rural farming town in Illinois along the banks of the Mississippi River and the foothills of the Appalachian mountains of North Carolina. Seemingly, I was an unlikely candidate to marry a thoroughbred waterman and produce two heirs to that surfing legacy that have arguably spent more time in the water during their formative years than on land!
Now I am home in Nicaragua, living once again on a mountain, but this time overlooking one of the prettiest unspoilt stretches of the Pacific and out across gorgeous farming valleys. I really am home.
Some of my best childhood memories are gathering eggs from my grandfathers chickens, my mother and grandmother hanging clothes on the line to dry, collecting smooth river rocks along the Mississippi, hunting for salamanders in mountain streams, and picking loads of berries along the Appalachian trails.
Funny, life takes many turns to leads you back to where you began! After many years of travelling and far flung journeys, I am happily living with my watermen on top of my favorite little mountain in Nicaragua, hanging my clothes on the line to dry, buying eggs from my neighbors, picking fruit from the trees, gathering smooth river rocks along the Pacific coastline. The same as my childhood, only better! My husband’s kisses taste like salt after a morning of surf and my boys’ beds are filled with sand. My simple life in a rural village in Nicaragua, atop a small mountain and overlooking a vast expanse of Pacific with the smell of rice and beans cooking in the kitchen leaves me quite content!
Two Brothers Surf Resort, Las Salinas Nicaragua
Surfing Keeps Insanity Away!